That scene, he thought to himself, was somewhat…
Though it was quite extravagant, it did feel a bit tacky and completely out of sync with Mr. Russo's refined taste. Even today's 'eighteen dowry chests' seemed a little mismatched with him…"
Rowan Benett finally stopped laughing after going on for quite a while.
"No matter what, Sister-in-law, you've really made it big today. Honestly, this is something you don't see every day. With the way you're doing things, how are us brothers ever supposed to afford wives?"
Arabella Vanderbilt felt a little awkward. "It is a bit over the top…"
Vincent nodded in agreement at this moment and said, "Not comparable, Young Master Benett."
"What?"
Rowan instinctively asked, and Vincent chuckled, "Because Mr. Russo has more prepared…"
"What the—!" Rowan's smile disappeared instantly. "More?!"
The grand reception hall erupted into chaos.
A mere eighteen billion wasn't enough? There was more?
